Goodnight, Ladies

This will be the last week Poutine will be up, so don't forget to update your blog rolls, or your favourites list to http://www.revandthemissus.blogspot.com if you want to keep up with Wiggle Man's adventures. And mine, of course. And Hubba Hubba's...I mean, The Rev's.

And hey, go one step further and follow me over there. It's easy to do: head on over, and click the follow button on the left hand side.

Don't Forget

If you have a hankering for adorable pictures of Wiggle Man at an apple orchard, you need to head over to Rev and The Missus!

Poutine will only be up for a little while longer, so please update your bookmarks, etc, or even better--follow me over at www.revandthemissus.blogspot.com !

Don't Forget

I'm now posting over at Rev and The Missus, so update your favourites list, or your blog roll, or however it is you lovely people find me.

The Missus says please. The Missus says she'll give you candy. (Not really, unless you, like, know me, and come over to my house and stuff. Then I might be able to dig up some candy or sumpin'.)

The Missus says thanks.

Moving

No, not us, silly! We just moved! My blog is moving. Now you'll be able to find me at www.revandthemissus.blogspot.com . I'll be there, and so will Wiggle Man, and Hubba Hubba (only we'll be calling him Rev now--I mean, if I can't do it in real life, I'm surely going to call him that online).

Don't worry--I'll leave this up for about a week or so in case you forget the new address. I hope you'll all follow me over to my new place...see you there!

Teeny Man

Even when he was a baby, Wiggle Man looked like, well, a little man.



This is him, inspecting his first train. Considering he still plays with it, it must have passed inspection.

Wiggle Man continues to amaze us. I'm convinced he grows inches every time he sleeps, and today I have proof that my boy is paying close attention to what he sees on tv. In a touching mother/son moment, we sat on the floor reading a book about trucks. Some sort of large, manly, dirt-moving type tractor was on the page, and Wiggle Man pointed to it and said, "George."

I was thrown for a minute, until I remembered the Curious George episode where George goes to the landfill, and drives a tractor very similar to the large, manly, dirt-moving type tractor in the book.

Then Wiggle Man pointed to his head and said, "hat." Because, of course, in that episode, George goes to the landfill to rescue The Man With The Yellow Hat's, well, Hat.

He's growing up so fast. I hope I can keep up.

Lucky Seven

Seven years ago today was my first date with this hunka hunka burnin' love.



(This is one of the few pictures I have from his ordination service--this is from before the service.)


Here we are, in all our youth and glory, on our honeymoon.


Somewhere, there are pictures from when we were dating. But those are on film. I know. Perhaps I'll bust out the scanner. When those pictures actually get unpacked. So, look for those sometime, I don't know...next year, or something.

Nutmeg and Cinnamon

I love this thing.



Fall would be so tedious without my apple peeler/corer/slicer. Before this lovely invention, I had to do all this by hand. The horror.

Even with a broken handle (the repair, by the way, will be a boy job) I whizzed through those apples to get to the good part: dark brown sugar, nutmeg and cinnamon. This was the first time I've grated my own nutmeg and cinnamon. It was a little extra work, but worth it.

There you have it: my first apple pie of the season. Inspired by Julie, whose blog you definitely need to check out. We went to college together, so I can tell you that as cool as she seems in her blog, she's just as sweet and cool in real life.